Recently Sonny Boy has been having trouble in Biology. It actually has been all of the marking period that has caused concern. Believe it or not, his biology teacher stays after class until at least 4:00, or comes in before school begins for any student that needs help. Sonny Boy also has the opportunity for tutoring at the local college at least 2 days a week.
Well Sonny Boy stayed after school seeking help with the teacher, perhaps twice and I would be stretching it to said three times. And, he was tutored in biology at the University once at the most. It was a waste of his time, and his grade actually got worse.
I learned that Sonny Boy was not putting in the effort that he needed. He thought he knew how to study. Everything is on his I-pad so he spent time reading the text ebook and the notes the teacher put on the I-pad. He did not take any written notes at all. He felt he didn't have to, besides he could always surf the net when he got bored with the lesson. I would hate to say it but I think he may have spent more time surfing the net then he did reading or studying the ebook.
Now it is exam time. I am wondering what to do. Then it hit me that I have threatened him twice about getting him a tutor with him having to pay. So I prayed for a tutor and God sent me one. It was a biology tutor at the University that he didn't know. She agreed to tutor him for the three days before the exam.
At his first tutoring session she scolded him for not taking written notes and not reading the actual biology book instead of the ebook. She made him work for his money. When he sat for the exam he felt he was more prepared then in the past.
I asked Sonny Boy how he felt about paying for the tutor. He said that he didn't like it. It cost him $60.00, that he took from the money he was saving for a ps4. Sonny Boy went on to say that he didn't like paying for a tutor but you have to do it cause you get a lot out of it. He then went on to comparing it to taxes. He stated that paying for a tutor is like paying taxes. You got to pay them. Paying taxes gives you a lot of stuff, like a house and utilities.
I thought about correcting him on his version of what taxes do for you. But decided that it's better to let it go. Besides, when I paid a tutor for him he took it for granted. But when he paid, well it meant something to him.
Sometimes you have to pay into something to get something out of it. I thank God for the lesson the Sonny Boy has learned.
Sunday, January 26, 2014
Sunday, January 19, 2014
TOO HOT FOR ME
So Sonny Boy is sitting on the couch in the living room studying. I go into the living room and all I felt was heat. It is burning up in there. I noticed that the fire place just kicked off. I didn't bother to check the thermostat on the fireplace to see what it was set on because I am sure it would have set my insides on fire.
I offhandedly said to Sonny Boy. It sure is warm in here. He respond by saying: I got a little chilly. As I was exiting the living, I looked back at him, not believing what he had just said. But I let it go.
I was surprised by what he said because he was sitting on the couch dressed in a short sleeved t-shirt and jeans. Now if I was chilly, I would have gotten a throw to cover me or even perhaps a long sleeve shirt or sweater. I would have gotten something the would have sufficed, before I turned the heat up.
But all Sonny Boy could think of, was turning up the heat. Sometimes I wish I could turn up the heat on his rump........
I offhandedly said to Sonny Boy. It sure is warm in here. He respond by saying: I got a little chilly. As I was exiting the living, I looked back at him, not believing what he had just said. But I let it go.
I was surprised by what he said because he was sitting on the couch dressed in a short sleeved t-shirt and jeans. Now if I was chilly, I would have gotten a throw to cover me or even perhaps a long sleeve shirt or sweater. I would have gotten something the would have sufficed, before I turned the heat up.
But all Sonny Boy could think of, was turning up the heat. Sometimes I wish I could turn up the heat on his rump........
Tuesday, January 14, 2014
THAT'S YOUR STUFF
Sonny boy never cease to amaze me. I was listening to Charles Stanley, a radio/tv minister on the net in my kitchen. Sonny boy comes into the kitchen to eat dinner. As he sits down, he asks me what I am listening to. I tell him and I keep listening.
There is nothing else going on in the kitchen. So, after a few minutes when Mr. Stanley says something I thought was important, I asked Sonny Boy about what he said. Sonny Boy tells me that he wasn't listening. Then he says: That's your stuff mom.
I then asked him to just listen for a few minutes. Instead he finishes his dinner, gets up, put away his dishes, walked into the bathroom and closed the door. It was as if I hadn't said anything at all.
When he comes out of the bathroom, he tells me that he is going upstairs to finish his homework. And that was it. I didn't say a word. But of course I was disappointed that he wouldn't even spare a minute to get the word. But I know, his time will come and I can't wait.
There is nothing else going on in the kitchen. So, after a few minutes when Mr. Stanley says something I thought was important, I asked Sonny Boy about what he said. Sonny Boy tells me that he wasn't listening. Then he says: That's your stuff mom.
I then asked him to just listen for a few minutes. Instead he finishes his dinner, gets up, put away his dishes, walked into the bathroom and closed the door. It was as if I hadn't said anything at all.
When he comes out of the bathroom, he tells me that he is going upstairs to finish his homework. And that was it. I didn't say a word. But of course I was disappointed that he wouldn't even spare a minute to get the word. But I know, his time will come and I can't wait.
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